Wu Ma Xin closed his eyes, waiting for the final blow.

He hadn't died yet, and he didn't know what it was like to be dead. Far away in Duanguo, another witch horse woke up from his dream, covered in a cold sweat. He looked at his palm, and the jade dragon loomed.

Pink Girl's nails slashed at Wu Maxin's neck. Wu Ma Xin just felt a trace of pain, and his strength disappeared, and Fan Meiniang showed an unbelievable look, which exploded into a pile of pieces in an instant.

Wu Ma Xin didn't know what was happening, and he sat up with his left hand propped up, leaving only confetti floating in the air.

No, if it was a jade dragon, he wouldn't have been unaware. So, is it ...... He thought of an answer, and couldn't help but feel sad.

She was indeed ready to die, but I am afraid that she herself did not expect that she would die not together, but to save me.

Wu Ma's heart was a little confused. When I first arrived, it was bustling with activity, but after only a few hours, it became as hellish as hell.

Zi Song family, Shun Wang...... You are the greatest enemies of the five clans.

Wu Ma Xin gritted his teeth and began to look for his severed hand...... Hey, obviously I was still here just now, why is it suddenly gone? Wu Ma Xin opened the eyes of the ghost and searched everywhere, but he was never seen, only a group of big ants, black and pressing. They sit on the ground resting with their bellies shy, apparently overeating.

Is it that they eat too much? Are they just eating ...... My hand?

They must have been them, with scraps of flesh on them and broken bones on the ground.

Unlike ordinary ants, they do not build nests at all, and are constantly moving, spotting and eating prey from birth. They tear their prey into pieces so that they can carry them, and then advance in marching formations.

These ants are constantly changing with five-colored light, and their eyes are red like blood. They seem to be resting, but they are actually trying to suppress their inner mania. Wu Ma has the blood of the five elements, which must not be something that ordinary insects and ants can bear, not to mention that Wu Ma still has ruthless blood in his heart, and ordinary people can't control themselves when they come into contact with it, and they become murderous, not to mention these little ants.

This is probably the hardest food to digest.

Anyway, the right hand was eaten by them. What should I do without my right hand?

When he was at a loss, the mound in front of him made a strange noise, as if someone was digging something inside. Immediately afterward, a small hole was dug in the mound, and the bronze paper man's hand came out of it, slowly groping around. It had to move towards its goal, but it couldn't find it anymore.

Wu Ma Xin looked at this hand, and his broken wrist was of moderate thickness, but it was a little thinner.

Or do you just use this hand? I'm afraid there is no choice.

Everything was as if it was destined by God, the paper man only had one hand left, and the others had become minced meat buried in the ground, while the rest of himself was intact, except that his hand had become minced meat in the stomach of an ant. It seems like a perfect fit.

Wu Ma Xin was still hesitating, but the hand finally found the right direction and slowly crawled towards Wu Ma Xin. Wu Ma Xin gathered a golden knife in his left hand and stared at this hand.

The severed hand grabbed Wu Maxin's ankle, flicked his toes, was stunned for a moment, and then quickly crawled towards his body. Crawling over his chest, he crawled towards his right arm, until he reached the incision, and he stumbled and almost fell.

It doesn't look like it's coming to attack, it's more like it's looking for it. Wu Ma was stunned for a moment, and the knife in his hand did not move.

The severed hand slowly crawled down Wu Maxin's arm, and after twisting and twisting, it actually hit the incision. The faint golden light in the arm reappeared, firmly attaching the severed hand to the arm.

A faint golden light poured in, and the paper fragmented hand gradually became plump, the size of his left hand. But the color of the two hands is very different, the left hand is white and smooth, and the right hand is rough and dull, with a heavy bronze color.

This hand has no muscles, no blood vessels, and is completely connected by the breath of an ancient gong. Wu Ma's heart tried to move, but he was so flexible.

"Where's it, brothers, give it to me!" In the distance, a group of men and horses lined up and rushed towards the heart of the witch horse. At the head was a big man in gold armor, behind him were several rows of ironclad soldiers, and behind were ordinary soldiers in leather clothes, who could not be seen at a glance.

Wu Ma didn't care about studying this newly grown hand anymore, and flew to his feet, looking coldly at the army in front of him. Needless to say, they must have been the subordinates of King Shun. The dead King Shun was just a doppelganger, but they didn't know it.

Those who are faithful to the king. Wang Sheng, they are profitable. When the king dies, they have a better chance of soaring.

Wu Ma didn't want to hurt the innocent. He drew out the silver needle, ready to restrain the leading general and force them to do so.

A few feet away, the army suddenly stopped, twisted its body and danced. Wu Ma was a little surprised, but his bronze right hand suddenly moved and pointed to the right. Wu Ma Xin followed his fingertips and saw that the ants were gone.

It turned out to be them!

There were screams in the distance, Wu Ma Xin turned his head to look, the originally neat army had become scattered, and the originally mighty soldiers had also turned into white bones. The black dots crawled all over the white bones, and between the lightning and the fire, the white bones were gone, leaving only some slag and scattered flesh.

This pile of ants is so frenzied that if they are allowed to spread around, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the surrounding people to survive.

The Witch Horse Heart gathered the surrounding earth and stones, forming a high wall, enclosing them in it. The walls are so smooth that ants trying to climb over them just take a few steps before they slide down, and they can't climb the barrier at all.

The high wall encloses the middle, getting smaller and smaller, and slowly shrinks to the size of a wine jar, and the dense ants inside are squeezing each other, tumbling and tumbling. The ants stacked higher and higher, and Wu Ma Xin hurriedly sealed the mouth of the altar with mud, and no ants escaped after all.

The witch horse's heart gathered water vapor, smeared the jar into mud around it, and then gathered a large fire to surround the jar.

The pottery-making skills learned from Ning Fengzi were not in vain after all, and a large jar that was a little rough had been prepared. Wu Ma Xin divided his hands, and a large crack opened in the ground, burying the jar deep into the ground. A few years later, a family surnamed Zheng moved here, and when the land was being cultivated, a jar was turned out, and the mud seal at the mouth of the altar was opened curiously...... This is a later story, so I won't mention it for the time being.

It was getting late and his body was a little tired, so Wu Ma Xin found a shop on the street and walked in.

The guy trotted out to greet him, nodded and said, "Guest officer, are you going to be a tip or staying in a hotel?"

"Staying in the hotel, but are there any rooms?"

"Yes, yes, the good rooms are still empty. San'er, open a room for guests...... Will you have dinner here, or will you be brought to the house?"

"Let's get it inside. ”

"Well, then you go up and rest first...... Fourth, take the guests to room No. 2. ”

"Okay, please ...... here."

Opening the door, Wu Ma Xin stopped him: "Dare to ask how far is it from Yizhou?"

"It's not far away, and after the Dingyang Mountain in front, you will reach the Yizhou border. ”

"Dingyang Mountain is near here?"

"Yes," the man gestured out the window, "and that's it." ”

It is a mountain with twists and turns, like several huge ladders. At the foot of the mountain is a river, above is a forest, further up is a field, further up are a few houses, and at the top of the hill is a temple.

The real King Shun is in the temple.

The guy Si'er looked at the stunned Wu Ma Xin, and whispered: "Guest officer, why don't you wash your face and rest for a while, and I'll bring you the food later." ”

"Good. Wu Ma came back to his senses, "You go and get busy." ”

"Hey. The man said yes and ran down the stairs.

Wu Ma Xin stood in a copper basin filled with water, his left hand had just been put in, but his right hand had been hiding out. Wu Ma couldn't help but wonder why he was afraid of water since water and fire were inviolable...... Since it's a paper person, I'm afraid I haven't taken a bath, so I react like a child, subconsciously avoiding unfamiliar things.

Looks like this hand needs to be disciplined before it can be used by me. Wu Ma Xin grabbed his right hand with his left hand and pressed it into the copper basin. The right hand was so anxious that he spread five fingers to support the pelvic floor, trying to prop the palm out of the water, but the left hand held it down and couldn't move.

Wu Ma Xin said: "Don't toss anymore, it's just water, it doesn't matter, if you are not honest again, see if I don't chop you." "This right hand is honest and no longer resists. Wu Ma picked up a handful of water and washed his face, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the guy standing at the door with a food plate, his face full of surprise.

The guy swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice: "Guest officer, your wine and food are ready, I'll put them on the table for you." ”

"Well, it's hard work. Wu Ma Xin picked up a towel and wiped his hands and face, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

The man put the wine and food on the table one by one, picked up the food plate and said, "Then you are difficult to use, I will go first." The man turned, but he couldn't take a step, and Wu Ma Xin's right hand was clutching at his clothes.

Wu Ma Xin hurriedly broke the fingers of his right hand with his left hand, and pretended to be calm and said, "Don't hurry to leave yet, I haven't given you the money for wine and food yet." ”

"No hurry, no hurry, just settle together when you check out tomorrow. The man replied and hurriedly fled.

What kind of weirdos are these, I'm dizzy.

Wu Ma glared at his right hand fiercely, took out a silver needle and pricked it on several acupuncture points on the back of his hand, and his hand trembled, honestly. After eating a meal for a long time, Wu Ma Xin's right hand finally subdued the bronze paper man's hand.

When his right hand was tamed, Wu Ma's heart was happy, this hand was really not an ordinary thing, and it was full of strength to hold.

Wu Ma Xin lay on the bed, feeling his body sore for a while, and soon became sleepy and fell asleep deeply.

The left hand hangs naturally, but the right hand keeps pacing.

The right hand crawled along the body to his face and shook it, and when he saw that Wu Ma's heart didn't react, he grabbed him by the neck.